"This is crazy!".. The dreamer started to think about it. There has been times when the dreamer was in the thoughts of "if it is worth of what he's doing". Or is it even just the things to be done that are worth to be done, the dreamer asked. Long thoughts like lying on the floor so long, even if it is cold and dirty.. "What's to follow then?" said the dreamer in holly quietness. Follow the disprovable instinctive thoughts or just to follow sense making, logic craving, mind driven paths? What's going to happen then to "what if"s; like what if "one morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous verminous bug." Will it be too late for Mr. Samsa or it will never be too late for Gregor to be what he might ever been.. Dreams, said the dreamer in a relaxed and unexciting voice, dreams are the best I do. So, for now and forth, yet but still, "thank you a million" for those dreams which are the only "only mine"s, madly and sadly nothing else..
